Lazzzzzzzy Lamhe...!!!
A warm summer day, without a cloud in sight, A baby bird, Taking its first flight, This is what summer means to me. Only in the summer will I ever see, The rosemary and blossoming tea, Only In the summer will you see, The chirping birds, Or talking trees. These are some of the results I obtained on poemhunter.com. That is how civilians of some countries look at summer. And this is how we look at it: ;-) Ring of fire east to west, On bon voyage set ablaze, Ice-cream, soda all cool blest. So so is even tasty food, Sour turns even fresh milk, To summer-scorch all abound. Summer is hot all around, Trilling on a grass tip, A bit of breeze snared. Summer heat is prickling heat, Rashing salving prickles all, Sunscreen on scene clean and neat. Tonsured, shortened..summer style, Summer-cut to head's convenience, Ruling head's power cut..ruling style. So, summer is back with scorching heat and we have started experiencing summer blues. Summer blues to wake up…...